A/N: As usual, I would recommend putting the video on loop.

Much to his surprise, she never came back out of her room, not even for dinner or a snack. Then again, maybe, that wasn't shocking. She probably wanted a break from him, especially after their conversation. It was understandable. He had given her fair reason to doubt her friend and even why she was introducing her to some guy. With her up in her room, he did listen for movement and when she would go to bed. Lee had decided to search her laptop to look for anything that might tell him whether or not she could see what he was doing on it. Even if she found out that he was looking at such information, it wouldn't do her much good other than show her that he wanted to hide details from her, which she already knew.

Once he was certain that she was asleep, he went back upstairs as quietly as he could. He supposed that it'd be fine if she was up since he wasn't looking up any sensitive information, but she'd probably be asking him questions the whole time. Not like he had to answer, but he still could hear her. With that in mind, he'd prefer to have it be quiet around him for the time being.

At her door, he picked the lock and pushed. There definitely was something in the way. He pushed more, and it moved. Still, he could get in, and he pushed slowly so that it wouldn't make as much noise. Once it finally was out of the way, he walked into the room and noticed that it was her nightstand. A small smirk formed on his lips. The only downside about this plan was that she'd know he had been in her room since he couldn't exactly place the nightstand back properly and leave the room. Again, though, she wouldn't find out anything important about him from what he was doing.

Retrieving her laptop, he went over to her desk. She moved a bit in her sleep, but she didn't wake. He seated himself at her desk and opened the item before he turned it on. When it got to the password screen, he entered busy60all40. It worked! Lee was quite pleased that she hadn't tried to change it on him after he had asked for it. Otherwise, he'd definitely give her a scare.

With a new screen popping up, he looked over it and saw a bunch of little symbols that said what they were underneath them. Behind the symbols, there was a picture of the café from the outside. There also was a bar at the bottom that had some of the same symbols there. Whenever he hovered the arrow over one of them, they lit up. Well, he'd have to test some of them out to get anywhere. Clicking on one of them, the screen loaded up what looked like a blank piece of paper. A bunch of little symbols and some words were above it too. Was this what people used now to write papers?

Admittedly, he was fascinated and wanted to test out a few things, but that wasn't why he was on the laptop. He tried another symbol. This time, what looked like a spreadsheet loaded up onto the screen. It reminded him of the paper one to some extent, but it still wasn't what he wanted.

When he clicked on another symbol, it loaded up another screen. There was a title and an empty bar underneath it. A little black line blinked on that bar. Did he enter in something there? Looking to the keyboard, he tested it out and saw the letters appear on the bar. Interesting. He kept typing what he wanted and, essentially, asked if someone could see what someone else had searched on their laptop. After he typed it up, he didn't know what to press. Lee tried out some of the buttons, but they didn't help until he pressed the enter button. Then, the screen changed.

Suddenly, there were all these bolded words in blue with smaller black text underneath them. There were even some pictures showing. With the search, and even just from the titles, he found out that it was possible. Good thing he checked. But, how was it possible? Clicking on one of the blue titles that seemed promising, he found out that there was thing on the laptop called history that showed what things someone had clicked on previously. So, where was that located?

About to look for it, he paused and looked over. (F/n) was getting up. Had he woke her up with the typing? Then again, he had made a lot more noise earlier. Maybe, she had woken up on her own. He could turn the laptop off and act like he just had been watching her, but, again, she wouldn't learn anything from what he was looking at other than what she already knew. So, he rested his chin on the palm of his hand and watched her sit up.

Rubbing her eyes, they adjusted to the darkness, and she saw her room door opened and the nightstand pushed aside. Quickly, she sat up straighter, and, hurriedly, glanced around her room. Her eyes stopped on her desk as she saw him sitting there with her laptop on. He even waved a little to her like he wasn't invading her privacy. In fact, he was creepily casual about it. Sleep gone from her, she asked in an irritated, worried tone, "What are you doing?"

Using his hand that he just waved with, he pointed to the screen. Cautious, she got up and walked over. She did her best to keep some respectable distance between them as she looked to the screen and saw that he was looking at what history meant on the computer. Her brows furrowed as pieces clicked. "Are you seeing if I can look up what you typed in here?"He nodded, and she rolled her eyes. "Well, I can. So, it'd probably be better for you not to use my laptop if you want to keep things hidden."

(F/n)'s eyes look down to the touchpad at the bottom. "You know I'm surprised that you're even able to navigate this. Usually, this only will work with an actual finger." He shrugged a little. "Right, you wouldn't even know that. Just how old are you?" That time, he simply stared. Of course, he wouldn't tell her. "But, I suppose that they updated that with this model. Good to know since that means I can wear gloves to keep my hands warm in the autumn and winter."

Backing up from him, she made her way to the bathroom. "Anyway, have fun with that." She needed to remind herself that he probably barely knew how to use her laptop right now. He wouldn't even know how to look up more private information on there. Of course in the future, that possibility grew more likely, but she didn't have to worry for now. However, she was considering putting her laptop in a more secure location, but he'd probably threaten her in some fashion, then, so that probably wasn't a good idea after all.

Immediately, something hit the base of her back. Maybe, she shouldn't have said that. Did she piss him off? Now worried again, she turned around, only to see a paper airplane on the ground. She picked it up. Show me how to use this since you're up.

Almost, she chuckled and raised a brow, but she reminded herself that she was dealing with a freaky, alive mannequin that could possibly kill her very quickly. "I need sleep for work tomorrow. You've already cost me enough hours. Besides, you were going to use it without me. I just got up to use the bathroom."

All he did was stare at her. Even if he wanted the quiet earlier, she was up, and he might as well make some use of her so that he could figure this out quicker and learn more. He threw another airplane at her a moment later. As she read it, she frowned, but he could see that she knew that she shouldn't cross him. This only will keep you up longer if you don't help. Your choice.

"... Fine." She dropped the plane and headed back over to him. "I'm only showing you the history." He nodded, and she was glad that he just was satisfied with that. Using the touchpad, she moved the mouse over to the three dots in the upper right-hand corner. (F/n) hovered the mouse over it and moved the mouse to the word that said history. "There, click on that, and you can see all of it." Thankfully, she cleared her history just recently, so he wouldn't see anything private in there.

Taking her advice, he clicked on it. The screen loaded up and showed a few lines from today. It was what he had searched for. At the top, there was a section asking to clear history. Soon, he wrote another note. Is there a way to undo erasing history?

"Not sure." He looked up to her, and she held his gaze even if it made her nervous. "I really don't know. I've never looked. I'm sure it's possible somehow, but I don't know how." Lee stared for a bit longer before he looked away from her. "So, I can go, then?" With his right hand, he made a shooing motion, and she sighed quietly in relief.

While she was in the bathroom, Lee leaned back on the chair and debated on whether he should take a night and look into his friend. He could get rid of the history, and she didn't know how to undo the erase function unless she was very good at lying, but he believed that she didn't really know how to bring the information back up. Sighing, he intertwined his hands and rested his chin on them as he stared at the screen. What to do?

Based on how fast the other information had come up, he knew that it wouldn't take long to find out about his friend unless that information wasn't on this whatever it was called. That symbol and what it held within it. His left fingers soon tapped against the desk, and he looked up when she walked out of the bathroom. Her eyes stayed on him as she sat up on her bed under her covers. Another sigh left him, and he threw an airplane over to her. Go to sleep. I won't do anything, except look at your computer. Skepticism was written all over her face, and he sent her another note. If I wanted to kill you tonight, you'd already be dead or in immense pain. Despite the note, she continued to sit up, and he could see the nervousness in her eyes. Whatever happened to her saying she wanted to get some sleep? Guess she had forgotten about that.